They waited for another twenty-plus minutes.
A line of cars drove over.
Leading the fleet was a black Rolls-Royce Cullinan.
Behind it were seven black Mercedes-Benz cars.
Seeing this scene, the onlookers were amazed.
"Here he comes, Master Stern is here!"
"This matter is getting bigger and bigger. I don’t know how it will end!"
"Unless this guy has a stronger background, how can he compete with Young Master Stern?"
With the crowd’s discussion, the eight cars stopped not far away.
The car doors opened, and a group of people got out.
Walking in the forefront was a young man wearing a black casual shirt, tall and straight, with long hair tied behind his head, sunken eyes, and a handsome face.
This young man was none other than Master Stern, the President of Heaven Bless Entertainment, Donald Stern.
Behind him were an old man and about twenty black-clad bodyguards.
Both the old man and the bodyguards had a completely different aura, emanating the presence of a martial artist.
Donald Stern didn’t want to come originally.
But considering Frances Hans was his company’s cash cow, and she also had an affair with him, it was natural for him to stand up for her when she was being bullied.
Of course, he also came here to vent his anger.
He learned this morning that Lionel Yeager was not killed by South Protection King and was alive and well.
He, Silas Jordan, and others didn’t know what was going on.
They sent someone to investigate, but nothing was found.
"Young Master Stern, you’re finally here. If you don’t come, Freya will be bullied to death by them!"
Frances Hans ran towards Donald Stern, clinging to his arm.
Donald Stern smirked and put his arm around her waist, saying, "In River City, no one dares to bully Donald Stern’s people!"
"Is that so? Donald Stern, you’ve got quite a big mouth!"
Before Donald Stern could finish, Lionel Yeager’s voice rang out.
"Who the fuck is talking!"
Donald Stern roared angrily, following the sound and looking over.
At the sight of Lionel Yeager, he was shocked, and his face instantly paled!
How could it be this guy again!
As for Lionel Yeager, Donald Stern had long had a shadow in his heart!
A few days ago, this man killed the Earth Ranking expert Bill Winslet!
What’s more, South Protection King came to River City, yet this man was unharmed!
For this reason, Silas Jordan repeatedly instructed them to avoid provoking this man during this period of time.
He wasn’t even thinking about running, but who could’ve expected that his people would provoke this guy.
Donald Stern swallowed his saliva and asked Frances Hans, "Was it him who bullied you?"
"It was him!"
Frances Hans nodded, then pointed at Julia Stewart and others, "And these three sluts, they also joined this bastard in bullying me!
Young Master Stern, you must stand up for me. It’s best if you could disable them and drive them out of River City!"
"I’ll drive you, you bitch!"
Donald Stern was so furious that he slapped Frances Hans in the face.
"Ah!"
Frances Hans screamed and fell to the ground. The slap made her other cheek swell up as well.
She looked at Donald Stern in confusion and grievance, "Young Master Stern, why, why did you hit me?"
"I fucking hit you!"
Donald Stern kicked Frances Hans again, then walked towards Lionel Yeager.
He bowed slightly to Lionel Yeager, showing a smile: "Mr. Yeager, it’s my fault for not managing my subordinates properly and offending you. Let me apologize for them!"
Here’s two million. Take it as compensation."
"I’ll take the money."
Lionel Yeager accepted the check and then continued, "However, this matter is not over yet."
Donald Stern’s eyebrows twitched.
It’s not over yet?
What else does this guy want to do?
He wanted to get angry but held back as much as possible.
Now was not the time to completely tear his face with this guy.
He smiled and asked, "Mr. Yeager, what else do you want to do?"
Lionel Yeager said with a grin, "I’m always fair in my dealings.
Since this woman smashed my car, I naturally have to smash her car."
"Alright, no problem!"
Donald Stern took a deep breath and waved to his bodyguard, "Smash this bitch’s car for me!"
Frances Hans’ face changed and she quickly said, "Don’t, don’t smash it!"
Although this car was bought for her by Donald Stern, it was worth four to five million. If it was smashed like this, she would be heartbroken.
"Shut your fucking mouth!"
Donald Stern roared angrily, issuing the order again, "Smash it!"
"Yes!"
The bodyguards he brought with him pulled out their batons and rushed forward, smashing at the Ferrari!
After a while.
Frances Hans’ Ferrari was smashed to pieces, completely totaled.
The onlookers winced in pain.
Several million-dollar supercar, just smashed like this, the rich sure know how to play.

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